Don't look at me like that... he said through closed teeth as his jaw clenched. You first. I said as I held his gaze and drowned him in mine. Iris never asked to be married to a prince, so she didn't. She left, she knew how to take care of herself and how to connect the kingdoms without giving herself away. Prince Harry hated love, or did he? Will they meet along the way and finish the journey together? As the two kingdoms stay conflicted, they follow the prophecy to marry the eldest's. Iris decides to make her own fate and escape to fulfill the secret and true prophecy. Yet she only has one half of the map, but who has the other? Prince Harry decides to do the same, who will fulfill it first?

❝Just know that from this point on, whatever happens, I'll be with you. I'm not gonna leave your side until you tell me to.❞ . . .in which she helps him find his way back to himself. [BOOK ONE] [Highest ranking: #1 in MCU/fanfiction as of 5/26/18]

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

"All I could remember are those Steel-Blue Eyes, now they're gone." I hear someone call my name. I knew it was him. Sky is a former hydra assassin when she is forced to retrieve the power stone. She fails, they leave her to die. Or so they thought, she was destined for this. The power stone is now her. It's time for her payback on the hydra. What happens when she recognizes the winter soldier, Bucky. Can he save her. Will she regain her former ache for him? Will she remember those steel-blue eyes. Disclaimer = idk what the fuck I'm doing :) ALERT: go along with it okay, this doesn't go with the MCU entirely so ya... it's good I promise. The slow burn is real. and I don't claim any of the MCU work.